Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

"Little girl, how much is appropriate for writing?" the female boss asked with a smile.

Xia Chutang himself didn't rush to say it, but said politely, "You can just write down how much it costs for an average customer to come to your place to get this product."

"Then I will write down 8 yuan." The female boss took out the invoice book and discussed: "Little girl, do me a favor. If I go to another store and ask you how much you paid for this product, just say the wholesale price is 8 yuan. "

The prices set by the sellers in the market are all set. If you sell goods much cheaper than others, you will be squeezed out by other peers.

Wherever there is a world, there are unwritten rules.

"Thank you, boss lady." Xia Chutang said sincerely, "I thought you would hate me when you heard me saying the price was higher."

The proprietress wrote the invoice and handed it over. She comforted the girl in turn: "I told you, you are about the same age as my girl. I feel close to you when I look at you. Besides, it's nothing to earn more than ten or twenty errands for running errands."

"If I come to buy goods from now on, I will come to your house." Xia Chutang collected the invoice and saw a powder puff at the door, and her heart moved: "Boss, how much does this wholesale cost?"

She buys cosmetics to do makeup for customers. This kind of disposable powder puff is hygienic and can make money.

She used to work in a photo studio, always selling single-use makeup tools to customers, which was very profitable.

"This? The retail price is two yuan each. If you want... I'll give you five for two yuan."

"I want five."

Xia Chutang gave the proprietress two yuan, picked five powder puffs and put them in bags, and left happily carrying two bags of goods.

After coming out of the market, Xia Chutang suddenly realized something. She had spent the two yuan she had saved for the bus ride.

How about... return the puff?

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Chutang was puckering her lips, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of her eyes.

"Why are you still here?" Xia Chutang saw that it was the pickpocket boy just now and frowned: "I told you I wouldn't go to the police, but you still don't believe me? Are you done yet?"

The impatience on the girl's face made Xu Cang feel a little depressed after waiting for more than half an hour.

"I'll take you home." Xu Cang pinched the cigarette in his hand, "Are you taking the No. 2 bus?"

Hearing the other party say that he would be sent home, Xia Chutang instantly thought of the man named Hei Ge last night.

These gangsters like to find out where other people live!

However, Xia Chutang was not afraid at all now, and when she looked at the thin boy, she suddenly smiled: "You take me home? Then do me a favor?"

There were many people getting on the bus at the wholesale market, and Xia Chutang was very crowded. After Xu Cang saw it, he took the initiative to stand behind her and help her block the flow of passengers.

Holding onto the handrail above the bus, Xu Cang slightly arched his body to protect the girl.

He thinks this girl is special.

She was the first person who didn't show disgust after learning about his occupation, and she even asked him to borrow money for a ride?

Really interesting.

The car was swaying and the number of people gradually disappeared. Xia Chutang found a seat and sat down. He stretched out his hand and said, "It's heavy, isn't it? Give me your stuff?"

Xu Cang was still standing, holding the plastic bag, and said nonchalantly: "It won't be a big deal. You sit on your seat and I'll carry it."

After the boy finished speaking, he blew the strands of hair on his forehead. He was obviously trying to be cool.

"Where do you go to school?" Xu Cang asked.

Xia Chutang looked up at the boy and asked, "Which eye can you tell that I'm going to school?"

"You don't go to school?" Xu Cang frowned slightly.

She has short hair that reaches her ears, no makeup on her face, and wears very simple clothes. She doesn't look like a member of society.

Xia Chutang shrugged her shoulders and showed a naughty expression, neither denying nor confirming.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to reveal her true identity.

This boy was waiting for her at the entrance of the wholesale market, and took the initiative to send her home. It was obvious that he wanted to know her details.

Maybe, he would use this information to threaten her to do bad things later.

Xia Chutang didn't call the police because she didn't want to cause trouble, but that didn't mean she was stupid enough to think that this young pickpocket would be kind.

Seeing that Xia Chutang didn't want to talk, Xu Cang didn't continue to ask.

"I'm getting off at this stop." Xia Chutang stood up and stretched out his hand: "Give me the stuff."

Xu Cang looked out of the car window and said, "This doesn't seem to be the stop where you got on the bus, right?"

Bang - Xia Chutang's heart sank.

A person who can become a big thief must have an excellent memory.

"Which stop should I get off at?" Xia Chutang suddenly grabbed the plastic bag from the boy's hand and got off quickly as soon as the car stopped.

Xu Cang quickly followed, ran a few steps before catching up with the girl, and grabbed her wrist: "Why are you running?"

This girl was worse than him. They stole things, but she just grabbed them!

"Are you still robbing things?" Xu Cang gasped, "I think you look more like a criminal than me."

Xia Chutang had a cold face, clenched the plastic bag with her hands, and retorted, "I was taking something that belongs to me, and you were taking something that didn't belong to you. You are committing a crime, and I was acting in self-defense!"

Xu Cang: "..."

"Okay, even if you don't steal anything, you have to pay back the fare for the bus, right?" Xu Cang gave up the debate, "I kindly lent you money, and you ran away without even saying thank you? Isn't that bad?"

Xia Chutang turned to look at the barber shop across the street and said, "Just wait. I'll get you the money."

"Okay, I'll wait." Xu Cang took out a cigarette and leaned on the railing on the side of the road. "Don't run. I'm a good long-distance runner."

Xia Chutang rolled her eyes, crossed the road and entered the barber shop.

After a while, Xu Cang saw the girl come out. The plastic bag in her hand was gone. She should have left it in the barber shop.

"Here, two dollars." Xia Chutang handed over the money.

Xu Cang looked at the green ticket and smiled: "The ticket is one yuan, I don't have any change for you."

"I know." Xia Chutang still had a cold face. Seeing that he didn't reach out, she simply stuffed the money into his sweater pocket, "The remaining dollar is my thank you for carrying the things along the way."

When Xu Cang heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes hidden under his broken hair, and he smiled: "Do you want me to get away as far as you want?"

It sounds like you're giving him an extra dollar to thank him, but in fact it's just drawing a line.

"That's not true." Xia Chutang choked and explained: "I just don't like to owe favors. Thank you for today."

Xu Cang lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth, then turned around and said, "You're welcome. I, a criminal, will not pester you in the future, don't worry."

The boy was wearing a sweater hat, and his thin figure was even more frail. He put his hands in the front pockets of the sweater, took out the 2 yuan note, raised it and shook it as a farewell.

Xia Chutang suddenly felt that she had hurt someone, which was too much.

But then I thought about it, what was wrong with her doing this?

She just borrowed money for traveling expenses, and now she has paid them off and given them an extra dollar. Moreover, she did not call the police to arrest any of them, so she has done her best to be benevolent and righteous.

It’s not the Notre Dame family, so why do you feel guilty?

After Xia Chutang was sure that the boy was gone, she entered the barber shop without any worries.